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Chapter 1139 Feng Yuan who was so angry that he vomited blood (2)

"boom!"

Ye Qianyi raised his hand and an air wall instantly surrounded Luo Qingtong.

“She is improving.”

The man's voice was cold.

The Supreme Dean and others rushed over and saw a clue.

"Your Highness, don't go over. The evil doctor should be dealing with the holy hand of the Heavenly Doctor."

The Supreme Dean and others couldn't see where Luo Qingtong's sudden increase in strength came from.

But when you think of the previous thing about the Tianyi Saint Hand hiding behind Mo Chenxuan and coveting the Qin Dynasty, you can guess what the other party must have done on Mo Chenxuan.

But now he was caught by the evil doctor and was absorbing her strength.

Thinking of this, the group immediately retreated to a place not far away, looking at this place without blinking for a moment, so as not to disturb Luo Qingtong.

"Bang bang bang!"

The aura around Luo Qingtong was constantly increasing.

Lower Martial Emperor level... Medium Martial Emperor level... Higher Martial Emperor level...

The power Feng Yuan has gained from the secret realm will be all the cheaper for her!

Feng Yuan was drawn and her eyes turned red.

Her strength, which was about to break through the holy realm, was constantly lost and declined under Luo Qingtong's absorption.

"master!"

Finally, seeing that the power in his body had fallen below the peak Martial Spirit Realm and reached the level of the Martial Spirit Realm, Feng Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

After she sent her back with her heart, she was silent again in the wisp of blue smoke in her body.

The latter woke up and was shocked when he saw this scene.

"What's going on?!"

The wisp of green smoke said angrily, and then took a sudden move, blocking Luo Qingtong from continuing to absorb the power from Feng Yuan's body.

…………

"Um?"

The Holy Dynasty of the Great Qin Dynasty, in the Prince's Mansion.

The blood in Luo Qingtong's pupils flowed.

The appearance of that wisp of blue smoke appeared accurately in her pupils.

There is such an existence in Feng Yuan’s body?

Luo Qingtong looked at the blue smoke and her lips suddenly raised slightly.

At this moment, she sensed that an extremely violent and terrifying force was flying towards this side outside Princess Feng Yuan’s mansion.

"It's that extraordinary saint from the Great Yong Holy Dynasty..." Luo Qingtong sensed the power of the aura and laughed.

Thinking of Feng Yuan’s loss in the Great Qin Holy Dynasty this time, Luo Qingtong’s smile on his lips became even more evil and leisurely.

Allowing that ray of green smoke to cut off the connection between her and Feng Yuan, Luo Qingtong's mind retracted, sensed the power in her body, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Just break through to the peak Martial Emperor realm! I have improved so many levels of strength overnight. I am really grateful to the First Princess of Dayong for her contribution!"

Luo Qingtong's smile in his eyes was as if.

A pair of bloody eyes instantly turned into a crescent shape.

That appearance is both weird and pure.

Her strength has been improved to the peak Martial Emperor realm, which is already the limit.

After all, the breakthrough between small realms is just an increase in quantity.

As long as the strength is enough.

But breakthroughs in major realms are completely different.

In addition to having enough strength, you also need to have insight and opportunity to break the barrier in one fell swoop and advance to the next level and level.

Luo Qingtong can increase so many levels of strength, thanks to Feng Yuan's contribution to vomiting blood.

In fact, Feng Yuan was so angry that she vomited blood.

After the wisp of green smoke cut off the connection between her and Luo Qingtong, Feng Yuan was really trembling with anger when she saw her sudden decline in strength.
Chapter completed!
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